Mac Miller – I Can See Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I’m so close I can taste it
The man on the moon keep playing
Practical jokes, planting the mirrors and smoke
That I fade away in
You be complaining
And I can’t explain it
I guess, nothin’ compare to the feeling
The feeling amazing
Now I’m switchin’ location
‘Cause Heaven too far when you live in the basement
I’m lookin’ for balance, I’m in an oasis
Well, I need somebody to save me, hmm
Before I drive myself crazy

[Chorus]
And now I know if life is but a dream then so are we
Show me something, show me something, show me something
And now I know if life is but a dream then so are we
Show me something, show me something, something I can see

[Verse 2]
Yeah, don’t tell me to stop
Let me keep goin’ until I cannot
Life is a fantasy until you wake up in shock
Hittin’ the ground, I’m hittin’ the ground, I fell from the top
You never expect to drop, so hold on, but
That just the way it goes, your God don’t wait for no one
And when that’s all you know, it keep you on your toes
You got so far to go, but look at where you came from

[Chorus]
And now I know if life is but a dream then so are we
Show me something, show me something, show me something
And now I know if life is but a dream then so are we
Show me something, show me something, something I can see

Shania Twain – That Don’t Impress Me Much lyrics

I’ve known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
But you’ve got being right down to an art
You think you’re a genius-you drive me up the wall
You’re a regular original, a know-it-all
Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re something else

Okay, so you’re a rocket scientist
That don’t impress me much
So you got the brain but have you got the touch
Don’t get me wrong, yeah I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don’t impress me much

I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve-just in case
And all that extra hold gel in your hair oughtta lock it
‘Cause Heaven forbid it should fall outta place

Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re something else

Okay, so you’re Brad Pitt
That don’t impress me much
So you got the looks but have you got the touch
Don’t get me wrong, yeah I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don’t impress me much

Yeah

You’re one of those guys who likes to shine his machine
You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
I can’t believe you kiss your car good night
C’mon baby tell me-you must be jokin’, right!

Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re something else

Okay, so you’ve got a car
That don’t impress me much
So you got the moves but have you got the touch
Don’t get me wrong, yeah I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night

That don’t impress me much
You think you’re cool but have you got the touch now now
Don’t get me wrong, yeah I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm on the long, cold, lonely night
That don’t impress me much
Ah yeah yeah

Okay, so what do you think you’re Elvis or something…
Whatever
That don’t impress me

Shania Twain – That Don’t Impress Me Much

I’ve known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
But you’ve got being right down to an art
You think you’re a genius
you drive me up the wall
You’re a regular original know-it-all

Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re something else

Okay, so you’re a rocket scientist
That don’t impress me much
So you got the brains, but have you got the touch
Don’t get me wrong, I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don’t impress me much

I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve – just in case
And all that extra hold gel in your hair oughtta lock it
‘Cause Heaven forbid it should fall out of place

Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re something else

Okay, so you’re Brad Pitt
That don’t impress me much
So you got the looks, but have you got the touch
Don’t get me wrong, yeah, I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don’t impress me much

You’re one of those guys that likes to shine his machine
You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
I can’t believe you kiss your car good night
C’mon, baby, tell me – you must be joking right!

Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re something else

Okay, so you’ve got a car
That don’t impress me much
So you got the moves, but have you got the touch
Don’t get me wrong, yeah, I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night

That don’t impress me much
You think you’re cool but have you got the touch
Don’t get me wrong, yeah, I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm on the long, cold, lonely night
That don’t impress me much

Okay, so what do you think, you’re Elvis or something?
Whatever
That don’t impress me
That don’t impress me

Shania Twain – That Don’t Impress Me Much letras

I’ve known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
But you’ve got being right down to an art
You think you’re a genius
you drive me up the wall
You’re a regular original know-it-all

Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re something else

Okay, so you’re a rocket scientist
That don’t impress me much
So you got the brains, but have you got the touch
Don’t get me wrong, I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don’t impress me much

I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve – just in case
And all that extra hold gel in your hair oughtta lock it
‘Cause Heaven forbid it should fall out of place

Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re something else

Okay, so you’re Brad Pitt
That don’t impress me much
So you got the looks, but have you got the touch
Don’t get me wrong, yeah, I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don’t impress me much

You’re one of those guys that likes to shine his machine
You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
I can’t believe you kiss your car good night
C’mon, baby, tell me – you must be joking right!

Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you’re something else

Okay, so you’ve got a car
That don’t impress me much
So you got the moves, but have you got the touch
Don’t get me wrong, yeah, I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm in the middle of the night

That don’t impress me much
You think you’re cool but have you got the touch
Don’t get me wrong, yeah, I think you’re alright
But that won’t keep me warm on the long, cold, lonely night
That don’t impress me much

Okay, so what do you think, you’re Elvis or something?
Whatever
That don’t impress me
That don’t impress me